Miranda finally let out a sigh of relief. "So, the car''s dealt with. We should be in the clear, right?" she asked M.


    M shook her head. "Not quite. It''s best if you find another car of the same model. You''ll need to drive it to work as usual over the next few days."


    Miranda groaned at the thought. Finding another red Porsche of that particr model was proving to be a headache. She had already asked a few anonymous contacts online, but hade up empty.


    "What?" Miranda paused, then her face lit up with an idea. "Oh, that''s easy! The Porsche was originally my mom''s. I just fell in love with it, and she didn''t want to part with it, so she bought me another one. I can just borrow hers for a few days."


    M raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. "Really?"


    Miranda''s affection for the car was evident. "I loved that car. It''s a shame it''s gone. Damn Rnd!"


    M chuckled. "Alright, at least we''ve got this settled for now."


    "For now?" Miranda''s eyes widened. "After everything we''ve done, it''s only temporary?"


    "Of course," M replied. "If any security cameras caught footage, it''s only a matter of time before they trace it back. The mess wouldn''t be thisplicated if there wasn''t so much blood soaked into everything."


    M rubbed her temples, looking weary. "Regardless, at least we can buy some time. Act normal, go to work as usual. Don''te over to my ce. I''ll handle things with Rnd."


    Miranda nodded, frustration still evident. "What a mess."


    She never imagined she''d be caught up in such a chaotic situation - like being caught in the middle of a sh of titans.


    The car soon pulled up near the hospital. M got out, while Miranda drove off to her parents'' house to borrow the car.


    Meanwhile, at the Transit Authority''s surveince room, the walls were lined with dozens of screens disying footage from various locations. Some screens were paused, highlighting specific frames.


    Leonard tapped away at his keyboard, entering a series of license te numbers and sending them to the department for further investigation. Soon, a list of names appeared. There weren''t many.


    Only a few vehicles had passed through Rnd''sst known location that night, and several had already been checked. Only a handful remained.


    As Leonard scanned the list, his eyesnded on a familiar name. He frowned. "Miranda..."


    M''s close friend. Had she really been in the area too?


    The thought shed through his mind, but he brushed it aside, snapping a photo of the list and sending it to Lysander. The response came quickly.


    "Assign a few people to keep an eye on these individuals. Track where they go. The information I have suggests that Rnd sustained a gunshot wound. Check their vehicles. If we can''t find him, he might have been taken away in one of those cars."


    Leonard acknowledged the instructions and immediately set about organizing the surveince.


    At the hospital, M moved quietly through the corridors. It was just past five in the morning, and the inpatient hall was silent, with the night nurse dozing at her station.


    M headed upstairs and pushed open the door to a patient room, only to stop in her tracks.


    Inside stood a solitary figure, a man with his back to her.